A/N : Hope youâll like this chapter âĽÂ đ
Pairing : Henry Cavill x Reader
Summary : You move into the house of your dreams. It all seems like a fairytale, until you meet your neighbor, Mr. CavillâŚ
PART I | Â PART II Â | Â PART III Â | Â PART IV Â | PART V
The building was filled with loud voices and sounds of people frantically typing when you rushed to the Human Resources office. The door was open.
A well-built man turned to you, a folder in his hands,
"Come in, Miss Y/L/N" he mumbled, âI was finishing your evaluation."
Hair still wet and messy, you panted,
Raising his head from the documents, Mathias smiled,
"Call me Mat', will you ?" he chuckled softly and pointed the seat in front of his desk, "Sit."
Body still shaking, you sat into the chair and he kept gazing at you for a moment,
"Your profile is very interesting." he stated, "Need more time to get ready in the morning ?" he asked, glancing at your bun.
For a moment, you wondered which was messier, your life or your hair.
"I apologize, si...-Matâ. I had a serious issue with my new neighbor..."
"None of that with me, Y/L/N." he chuckled, "I was just joking. One thing you need to know, you can be late, work from home, the boss donât care as long as you do your job."
Nodding quickly, you silently cursed Cavill. Damn him. Thank god, Matâ seemed to be in a soft mood.
"Well, now you're here, we need a good article for tonight, something entertaining. Do you think you can do that ? Like a fight, a violent altercation. Anything spicy."
"Of course, I'll figure something out." you nodded with a smile.
Sighing in relief, you sat at your new desk, closing your eyes as you recollected yourself. Youâd been lucky. So. Freaking. Lucky.
"Hey there !" a friendly masculine voice caused you to open your eyes, "I'm your neighbor. I mean, kind of, our desks are side by side."
Oh God, no more neighbor for today, please.
Andres was a tall, blond-haired man. It was the first time you met him. He handed you a coffee, his wide smile and happy face contagious,
"Thanks ! Nice to meet you, I'm Y/N/."
"I know, I... read your badge."
"Oh," you chuckled, "and you are... Andres." you said as you read the name on his own badge.
You both nodded and smiled awkwardly, until a tall woman walked into the room, causing everyone to look back at their screens and papers. Andres leaned in and whispered,
âThis is Erin. Big boss.â
Erin scanned the room and as soon as her eyes found you, she walked in your direction.
âHello, Y/N. Welcome to Nova Times. Iâm Erin.â
There was something very sweet in her smile. It made you feel immediately at ease and you shook her hand.
âNice to meet you. I canât wait to start working on my first article.â
âDid Mathias give you a lead ?â
âYes, he did. Iâm sure I can finish today.â
âGreat. I hope youâll feel comfortable here.â she said, pointing your desk, âIf you need anything, Iâll be in my office, alright ?â
So, yeah. It was even better than what you expected. Surprisingly, it felt way less oppressing than your previous job.
Your boss was friendly, the environment seemed nice. Plus, Andres was really hot.
When you finally left the building, it was already late and youâd been talking with him non-stop for an hour. He walked you home and you both took your time, enough for you to tell him about Mr Chaos.
âYou just call him like that ?â Andres asked.
"Yeah, well thatâs because heâs always acting indecently when all Iâm trying to do is keep calm. It seems like his two moods are just... glitter and death, you know."
"What's his name again ?"
You hadn't told him and were about to do so, but you noticed your house in the distance,
"Oh, this is me." you smiled, stopping in front of him.
Andres plunged his eyes into yours, and you thought it was the moment when two characters kiss in books. There was a chemistry between you both, you couldnât deny it. So when he leaned in, you glanced at his lips, willing to do it, to kiss him.
But as soon as you looked at him, an image came to your mind, like a spell, something moving under your skin. Heart beating fast, you moved back.Â
Henryâs eyes were haunting you.Â
"I-I'm sorry." Andres stuttered, realizing his mistake, âIt was so inappropriate, I thought...â
"No ! No, it wasnât. Itâs not you. You thought right." you assured him, "I guess I'm still shook by all the changes in my life. I just need some time. But I really enjoyed walking with you. You know what, how about we walk to work together, tomorrow morning ?"
Not an ounce of resentment in his eyes, Andres smiled shyly, burying his hands in his pockets,
"Tomorrow morning, then. Good night, Y/N. I'm glad we spent this moment together. If you're in trouble, just call me." he said, referring to your neighbor.
What was happening to you ? He was probably the cutest guy youâd met in years and yet... you just couldnât take Henry out of your head.
Dragging your feet toward the door, you noticed the window was slightly open. Even though you didn't make a sound, your cat ran to you, meows and purrs breaking the silence as you entered your house.
"Oh, poor kitty, I'm sorry for this morning hon'..." you took her into your arms and made your way to the kitchen, pouring some cat food into a plate. "Here you go..."
"This cat is a liar,â you heard Henry grumble behind you, âI fed her, twice. She's going to die from a heart attack, like the average over-eating American she is." Henry glanced down at the furry ball, âI'm serious pal', you're going to die.â
Straightening up, you were now facing Henry as he brushed his fingers through his dark hair. This time though, he gave you an apologetic gaze,
"Sorry. Didn't mean that." he risked, "I just... I did feed your cat this morning. After all."
Without a word, you shrugged him off and turned your back to him to open the fridge. Here and there, you found his food and barely managed to know what was yours or his.
"What are you doing ?" he asked, his tone softer.
You heard him sigh and he moved closer to you, heading toward the fridge where you were still trying to figure out what to cook. His voice echoed in your ear, so close it vibrated against your skin,
"This is mine,â he said, his arm plunging into the depths of the fridge, âthis is yours... Oh, no. These are mine too." he said as he grabbed a box, causing you to gasp,
"No, the tomatoes are mine." you groaned, trying to get your food back.
Pulling hard on the package, you wouldn't surrender, but your hands slipped, letting go of the precious tomatoes and your body was thrown back. Henry caught you just in time, an arm snaking around your waist, the other still holding the vegetables. The tickling, almost stinging sensation made your skin burn again and your stomach clenched deliciously. Rather amused by your reactions, Henry gave you a questioning look,
"I thought you were avoiding."
Without hesitation, you hit his chest with the palm of your hand.
"I'm getting used to this one." he uttered, releasing his embrace.
You placed a strand of your hair back behind your ear and Henry made a face,
Henry mechanically called the closest Chinese restaurant and you both moved to the living room. Sprawling on the couch, you closed your eyes for a moment. The sound of Henryâs typing on his computer lulled you and you started to drift off.
"I know you like being carried to bed, but..." he started and you opened an eye, ready to spit another homemade insult, but a knock on the door kept you from talking.
"Food's here !" you squealed.
It was still hot, and you were terribly hungry.
You sat down on the couch with your precious ramen and opened the box. This time, your stomach was twisting, because it was craving food.
Henry eventually came next to you, searching the bag. He leaned back into the couch and started eating silently. You looked up at him. Nope, you werenât going to talk first.
"Had a good day ?" he tried, causing you to shrug. After a moment, his dark gaze settled on you and Henry grumbled, "I fed your cat, I swear to God I did. She didnât stop cooing and purring after that."
Yeah, that sounded like your cat. And yet, you werenât going to forgive him so easily.
"I got it. Not going to talk." he nodded and paused, "I saw you by the window, with Ken."
You wanted to answer so hard, but there was plenty of food in your mouth and Henry kept going,
"Hm. Not to dictate your life, but drop the shitty boyfriend."
Choking on your noodles, you brought a hand to your mouth. Now, it didn't matter how much food was stuck between your teeth,
"Fuck you !" you mumbled, hiding your lips with your fingers, "You don't know anything about him. His name is Andres, and you're a judgmental ass."
Henry glanced at his food and took a few bites,
"Maybe, but I'm being honest with you, am I not ?"
"Honest ? Youâre being a dick ! Andres is nice. This morning was terrible. I got late because of you ! You know what, Andres is the nicest person I've met so far. He's not arrogant, nor pretentious. Our little talk was relaxing." you paused, "After this evening with him, I can't stop thinking and... I'm amazed at how caring some people can be, and at how insignificant we are."
You looked away for a while, lost in your thoughts. Meanwhile, Henry raised an eyebrow and shook his head,
It burst your dreamy bubble at once and you narrowed your eyes at him. This man couldnât stop. Calmly, you put your empty box on the table.
"Henry, do you know how we make someone kind and holy, like Andres ?"
Seriousness writ on his features, a suspicious frown appeared on his forehead,
"Well, I don't know. Probably by cutting off their testicles."
"You have to beat the hell out of them." you growled and suddenly, your fists hit his chest, causing him to cough in surprise.
In a desperate attempt to defend himself, Henry dropped his box and grabbed your wrists.
"Stop it Y/N !" he stifled, struggling to push you back.
Panting, you started laughing. The tension youâd kept all day long slowly faded away as you giggled, trying to reach his chest with your hands. Without warning, you pushed hard with your whole body and Henry fell on his back.
Out of breath, you plunged your eyes into his deep blue ones, hands still pressing against his strong arms,
"So, you still think Andres is a dumbass ? Because I can do this all night." you uttered.
Not releasing his grip around your wrists, Henry suddenly stopped putting efforts into lifting you above him. In seconds, his demeanor went from the grumpy neighbor who pissed you off, to a worked up, soft but still dominating version of himself.
Slowly, you felt your chest pressing against his torso, then your legs intertwining with his. The slight movement, paired with the fire in his eyes was making you squeeze your legs together.Â
Your heart dropped to your stomach. You looked away for a split second, realizing your lips were only inches away from his, but then his eyes locked on yours.
The look he was giving you could have melted iron. Damn it. He knew exactly what he was doing.Â
Yes, just looked at you, his face emotionless but stern, studying you closely. He was driving you crazy, edging you on, and still giving you that stupid look.
This was exactly what you craved.
The way his fingers grazed lightly against your skin radiated this dominant energy despite the fact that you were on top. He had a way of making you feel like all of you couldnât escape him. No matter what.
Heart still pounding, you blinked in confusion. You didnât know when or how, but your mouth opened,
"You don't know anything Henâ,â you whispered, âyou just act like it."
You saw his eyes flutter and his tongue slipped against his soft lips as he held your gaze, making it even more difficult to resist. His warm breath crashed near your lips and he released a low âHmâ of resignation.Â
The grip on your wrists loosened into a soft touch, setting you free.
God, you wanted to kiss him.Â
Every gear started turning into your head and you forced yourself to come back to your senses,
"If you ever feel stupid, or powerless..." you whispered, still hovering over him, Â "Remember that I'm not."
With that, you moved back and jumped on your feet, leaving him lying here, breathless.
Henry freaking Cavill would never have you.
Little did you know that he liked challenges.
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